Field of Daize’s

Hanging out at uni, getting back to regular diary entries. I guess it is a justifiable way of procrastinating. Next step might be the I actually answer emails…. life is strange that way.
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My new bike is named Willow.
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Such a joyeous day hath not been had for a while! Today I got my new love of my life, the one object that can in one swoop displace all other amarous connetions in my life. That is righ, a shiny new bike!
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Well, finally, I am no longer a boy. I am a fully fledged man, in everyshape and form. This is purely because I have experienced the true joy that is Kareoke!! It was amazing. In the back of Spanish Town in Sydney, there is a small stairwell, that looks suspiciously like a fire escape. Completely unperceptable to the non japanese eye. Inside, there is a veritable funpark of different Japanese establishments, including this Kareoke place.
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It is an end of an Era. I hate writing in codes, but i guess sometimes there seems to be a need. I love you, allways, you know that.
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